Secret love and hidden memory

Someone today told me. Write a new poem. Here it is.

                         











 


















Secret love and hidden memory.

I saw her face today.
Made me wander back in time.
Each of us hold our Beatrice's near.
The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his wine.

Do our memories become less with time?
Do innocent kisses and embraces of youth become sweeter with age?

Do dreams of beautiful brown eyed young woman leave your thoughts
and you become empty?

Can you escape the dance of long sweet kisses and yearning to touch
tender and warm flesh?

Age allowed us to ponder old memories.
Make us wished we held tighter and done more.

Beautiful faces dance in my head.
Old thoughts forgotten.
Rebirth to make me remember I loved a brown eye girl once.

                                     Coyote
                                     May2012

Author's Note

Any mistakes. Please assist a old Poet.

Reviews

[Liderien]

there is an s on "dances" third line from the bottom. it should either be danced or dance.

The line under the picture could be shortened to fit the poem better.
instead of
""The writer holds on to memories like a drunk holds on to his wine"
The writers hold to memories like a drunkard to his wine.

That is all my friend. Thank you sharing. It brings me great joy to read your writings.

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

This is really beautiful :)
I enjoyed every line.
Great job.

Ashley Rivers--Dream BIG and you'll win BIG:)

[Junger]

Awwwww this is so sweet and reminds me of so many situations that people have these days but i love the amazing imagery you use and this is a very sweet poem

[Rene Velez]

wonderful questions in a wonderful write, you never fail in your humble ways Coyote...

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

What a brilliant piece...tenderly reflective...and love the last line,
we don't forget certain things :D

[EternityWolf101]

Beautiful and romantic piece, Coyote. Love reading your work.

[?]

Such wonderful and beautiful thoughts Coyote... Memories..old..new.. make such wonderful treasures..to hold onto..

[Tarry Franck]

Wonderful poem - memories - such a treasure!

[MandaBear]

I liked it. As far as corrections go i agree with everyone else otherwise it is perfect :) good job

[reflectingus]

So much wisdom in those words. All your writings are rather comforting and peaceful, makes me wander and wonder. Memories are forgettable, but love gets deeper. Though the energy may fade with time, thoughts make you wise. Brilliant.

This is an interesting poem. The memories of an old love can bring back good memories but sometimes it can remind us of how we cant have that old love. Then those memories can become painful. Good write